We walked into the bar in The Flying V formation from The Mighty Ducks. We were ready.
Here's an idea...how about I take shots by myself and drunk dial you around noon?
he just wrote my ten page research paper for tit pics. i love my boobs.
I understand where he's coming from but I don't want this alcohol to revolve around relationship
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There's something odd about buying beer for the first time while wearing my school sweater from kindergarten, but I don't mind.
first reaction to dying the pubes purple - awesome. Reaction after I explain the process - not awesome. Hypothesis? when girls find out you know to bleach and dye your hair, they're turned off.
I also just told a guy I was available for counseling in case he needed to 'bang' things out. I've become a monster.
dude my grandma just called my dealer. How does this shit happen to me
And i'll likely end up sleeping in a bush wrapped up in my poncho
no it was not a "magical experience". After we dropped, he just sat there staring at my laptop going "apple makes beautiful things".
Quick, I need a picture of your dick. Don't ask questions, just show me your genitals.
carb up bitch. we're drinking with football players.
He also needs to focus on not being such a little bitch, but that's none of my business.
You're supposed to discourage my sluttiness not bring me hot Colombian men
sad thing: we were only a shot away from an orgy. good thing: we all got laid.
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